i see your calling

Lian Yan regretted it in the mottled shadows of the trees on the road. He had never liked others, and expressing his liking was reckless and straightforward. He only dared to be bold when he used a pen. The rest of the time—for example, he deliberately imitated other people’s handwriting , for example, he made up the names of people who did not exist.

But now Shen Pingge is really unhappy.

Lian Yan felt aggrieved, the corners of his eyes were red, he followed Shen Pingge, obviously very close, but he didn't even have the courage to pull Shen Pingge.

Why does he like Shen Pingge?

He is the one who is sick, why would he like someone of the same sex?

It's all right now, Shen Pingge is annoying him, he wished to stay away from him, and he didn't want to talk to him anymore, his favorability didn't bring any benefits to others.

Shen Pingge didn't throw away the note, it was out of politeness, what about Lian Yan?He was not polite at all, even Shen Pingge said not to let him give it, but he still gave it.

No one liked him in the first place, but now it's fine - even Yan thought, Shen Pingge didn't want him anymore.

He thought wildly all the way, and was silent all the way. The school uniform was a bit big, and the wind made him look thin. When he arrived at the villa and entered the door, Shen Pingge casually put his schoolbag on the sofa, and went up to the second floor by himself.

Lian Yan stood at the porch in a daze, took a while to move, sat on the sofa, holding her schoolbag in a daze.

I have no idea, just don't want to move.

He will never write again!If he wrote it...even if he wrote it, he wouldn't show it to Shen Pingge again.

Lian Yan took off her shoes, sat cross-legged on the sofa wearing socks, with her chin resting on her schoolbag, staring blankly, completely emptied herself.

But he really wanted Shen Pingge to like him too.Even if it is impractical, you should always allow others to have their own ideas.

He suddenly heard footsteps again, Lian Yan looked over dully, Shen Pingge came down with a glass, still didn't look at him, went to the water dispenser to get water, the sound of water flow was so clear that even half of Yan's face could be seen Buried behind the schoolbag, hugging her tightly, lowering her eyes, picking at the belt of the schoolbag.

Just ignore it.

If you don't like it, you don't like it.

If you don't want him, don't want him.

It's not that...you can't live without him.

Lian Yan exerted some force unconsciously, and turned her head away. When she was in a trance, she suddenly heard Shen Pingge's voice in front of him.

"What are you thinking about?"

Lian Yan looked over suddenly, met Shen Pingge's eyes unpreparedly, he squatted halfway in front of Lian Yan, looked at him, looked at him quietly, still holding the glass of warm water in his hand, even Yan felt that he was probably dominated by Shen Pingge, otherwise why would his heart beat so fast just by looking at him, as if he was going to announce it to the whole world.

"Why are you still crying?" Shen Pingge stretched out his hand, and wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingertips. It was moist, and Lian Yan hurriedly wiped it. He didn't know when he was crying, but he realized it belatedly. Embarrassed and ashamed, Lian Yan pushed Shen Pingge's hand away, wiping her tears with both hands, preventing Shen Pingge from watching.

Didn't you go?

Then go, what are you doing?

He couldn't see clearly, but when he heard the rustling movement, Lian Yan grabbed Shen Pingge subconsciously in a panic. Shen Pingge just put the warm water on the coffee table when he was caught. He looked over dumbfounded. , Lian Yan let go of her schoolbag, and hugged his neck desperately, buried her face in the socket of his neck, so hard that she completely forgot what she said in her heart before.

He sobbed softly, half of his body hung on Shen Pingge's body, sticking to him softly, he didn't want to let go of Shen Pingge at all.

No one will hear what I said before anyway, so it’s okay to regret it.

Or... Don't leave, don't ignore him, don't abandon him.

It seemed that it was not just a grievance, but he also didn't know why he was crying, what was there to cry about, girls were always crying, why was he a big boy crying, Lian Yan thought, that would be the last time.

Let him hug Shen Pingge.

Lian Yan was worried that Shen Pingge would probably push him away, he thought a little sadly, that might be the last time he hugged Shen Pingge.

Then hug for a while.

Suddenly, a warm touch came from the back of his neck. Shen Pingge gently stroked the back of his neck like a comforting animal, and then touched his hair. The clean and clear youthful voice was next to his ears. Greg said.

"Don't cry," he whispered, "be good."

Obviously, it was about to stop, but the three words "don't cry" seemed to give Lian Yan the capital to continue crying. Shen Pingge was coaxing him, not angry, and didn't push him away, but he could still cry. Show some innocuous temper towards Shen Pingge.

Lian Yan thought inappropriately, he seemed to be crying with Shen Pingge in his arms all the time.

It would be great if Shen Pingge could hug him too.

Before this thought came to the ground, before there was any movement, there was strength in his waist. Shen Pingge also hugged him, stroking along his back, even Yan Mingming's tears hadn't stopped, but his heart felt like It’s about to be sweet, full of honey, like red bean smoothie in summer, and the lemon pulp rolls out golden light in the sun—it’s just... very happy.

People are really strange.

Even though he was still sad just now, he is healed now.

When Lian Yan's crying became quieter, Shen Pingge let him go, took a tissue, and wiped his tears.

Lian Yan cried so pitifully, her beautiful face was covered with tears, her ears, nose tip, and the corners of her eyes were all red, the color of milkberry.

"Why are you still crying like this?" Shen Pingge sighed, "You're used to it, I haven't said harsh words to you yet, it's like this, if I say something nasty to you, will you cry? fainted?"

Lian Yan could hear the joke in it, but it was true that she was in the wrong, so she couldn't say anything, so she just sat there obediently, and Shen Pingge suffered from whatever she did.

"I told you twice, don't pass things for others," Shen Pingge looked into his eyes, "I don't want you to be troubled too much by others, and this matter is not good for you, as I said before What's the problem——Xiaoyan, be obedient, okay?"

Lian Yan lowered her head and nodded slowly.

There will be no next time...

Shen Pingge told him before that if he didn't succeed in handing things over to others, he would just pick them up again and again. He didn't take those words to heart, and only remembered now.

"Before, there was a girl in our class who had a good impression of me and lent Yang Zhi to pass things on to me," Shen Pingge said suddenly, "Yang Zhi saw that the girl's attitude was quite good, so he helped pass it on for four or five I didn't agree to the first thing, and then the girl chewed her mouth behind her back, saying that Yang Zhi helped him pass less things, and then she said that Yang Zhi was short and poor, and she didn't want to see her brother get out of the order-is it quite inexplicable? of?"

Lian Yan blinked and nodded.

"Sometimes it's like this," Shen Pingge said with a smile, "Xiao Lianyan, it's not that if you treat others well, you will get the same in return. I don't really want to see you being troubled, so next time, it can't be like this. "

Lian Yan made a "hmm" sound, then stretched out her hand suddenly, and gently hooked Shen Pingge's little fingers together, and Shen Pingge followed his movements, touching the thumbs together.

That'll be fine.

Anyway... there will be no next time.

This thing just turned around.

Lian Yan felt better, and just about to stand up, she heard Shen Pingge say.

"Also," Shen Pingge said softly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Let me tell you secretly——you look really pretty when you cry."

The author says:

Damn, there were a lot of comments yesterday, and I read all of them. To put it bluntly, to put it bluntly, I really feel super touched. I really want to cry. I will try my best to finish it! ! ! !